Waiting – A poem

Time tapping its toes on the doorstep Ticking slowly Like you’ve just jumped into water. Words running circles in your head Waiting to be let out the gate. Stars that can’t shine bright enough Because they are waiting For the lights to go out below. Waiting to be seen. Waiting For fruit to ripen, For…

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Waves – A poem

I do not want To be the river Calm, and Controlled by the wind. You are the wind That makes me feel beautiful As I bubble, And ripple, And flow. But I want to be the wind And the river To create my own beauty. And I want to create Not bubbles, Not ripples, But…

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Anyone can be a flower – A poem

A flower can grow in a concrete jungle Amid a fractured cement track. Nothing will stop it’s bloom from opening, As it pushes through the crack. A flower can grow in the smallest pot, Confined by hardened terracotta walls. It’s roots can’t reach as far as they want to But it still responds to nature’s…

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Her Library – A Poem

She sat, watching the clock. But she wasn’t really watching at all. She simply gazed ahead With no idea of the time. Surrounded by voices, With no idea what they were saying. She was completely blocked off from the rest of the world. Her body, a brick wall, trapping a secret world inside of her.…

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Drowning – A Poem

Her head Was like a swimming pool. Filled with an ocean of thoughts. Often she sat above And watched the water Quietly lapping. Suppressed thoughts. Controlled. Contained. Until the darkness looms. And a storm brews. The cold, howling wind. A deluge of icy raindrops Piercing her skin. Creating nothing less than a flood. Until she…

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